I named my new, swan white car Zippy. She is still quite pristine but very soon she’ll need to be cleaned, and that makes me think how you can’t travel as a pearl in this world without getting dirt on you, and this is true whether you’re a Christian or a car. When I approach, Zippy already knows I carry the key because she immediately unlocks her doors whereas my old car (no tech star) was not so attuned. But this wise girl? She seems like a maid-in-waiting when I arrive, all senses alert to instantly serve her mistress. Now there’s something to this I think, as I open her door. Maybe with the Lord I should be more like her. After all, He carries the key to my heart and my part is simply to respond. And yet I know this— sometimes when I feel him near I still keep fear, guilt, or pride doors firmly shut though I know that’s absolutely ridiculous considering his gracious ways. Ah, Zippy. She’s only a car, but I’m just as surprised as you are at the things one can see in high beam! So here’s a final thought for the road: Be swift to unlatch, untangle, and disencumber yourself when the owner of your life arrives— because He’s the one who should actually drive!
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Absolutely love this analogy and will adopt it with Ruby, my new car.💕🙏✝️🕊️🙋🏼♀️
This is a beautiful analogy and one we can readily apply. Blessings on your writing and your counseling today. Love, Judy.